Anger and desire will amplify a person's courage and cause a person to lose some proper considerations. It is good and bad. Good things make people move forward without worries, and sometimes unexpected gains happen. Bad things make people unable to think calmly and cause difficulties. Make up for the consequences.
Obviously, Fang Haiding turned his jealousy of Song Linjie and his desire for the Heavenly Forging Sword into anger and forcibly unleashed it on Zhang Ling.
Therefore, when he swung the sword, he seemed to have no method, and some just wanted to kill the guy in front of him with a mocking look on his face.
Facing the helpless and furious Fang Haiding, Zhang Ling didn't take it seriously at all. He originally wanted to draw his sword to deal with it, but now he felt it was unnecessary and kept using the scabbard to block the seemingly fierce falling knives.
Fang Haiding slashed fiercely and said angrily: "Whoever you are looking down on, draw your sword for me!"
The angrier the other party became, the more wantonly Zhang Ling smiled without showing any emotion.
Under the martial arts stage, the three high-ranking officials also started talking. Hou An said to the admiral next to him: "This Fang Hai has a problem with his concentration. He has an outrageous murderous intent from the beginning to the end. Logically speaking, he should cover it up in this situation. , but what I see in this kid’s eyes is only murderous intent, which is simply worse than the murderous intent of Wu Guan, who has killed the most enemies on the battlefield.”
Wei Liyang frowned and said: "It is indeed a bit too presumptuous. Even if he is jealous of the boy named Song, it is not so obvious. He looks like he is obsessed."
Zou Wu, who couldn't say a few words together, started to quarrel: "You have been practicing martial arts all day long, and you haven't made a single shot. You probably can't even eat, and you are obsessed with it? Who is not treated like a master-level person?" This kid is only at the fourth level, so he probably knows how to breathe out Qi to help him sleep."
If the two of them were not angry, they would probably have to fight if it wasn't for the occasion.
Song Linjie couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what's going on with this guy? Why is he suddenly going crazy?"
When Li Jingqiu heard Song Linjie ask this question, he couldn't laugh or cry. He had made people crazy but didn't know it. What was this?
Li Jingqiu just replied with a joke: "I guess he is too angry."
Zhang Ling saw that the opponent was showing his flaws and did not immediately take action to end this boring contest. When Fang Haiding failed to swing his sword, he slapped his lower body with the scabbard, causing Fang Haiding to kneel down.
The scabbard was already placed on his neck. It was clear that he had lost, but Fang Haiding was still unconvinced. He dusted off the scabbard with his hand, stood up and rushed forward.
But before he could get up, Zhang Lingfei kicked him to the edge of the stage, then waved his sleeves and walked back to the martial arts stage calmly.
After Zhang Ling kicked him down, Fang Haiding was already in a daze. He took the knife and stabbed Zhang Ling in the back without caring about the public.
The next scene really surprised everyone. The sword king next to Chen Liuren suddenly stood between the two of them. One hand directly broke the sword in Fang Haiding's hand, and the other hand used his external internal force to block an unsheathed short sword out of thin air. sword.
Just when Fang Haiding took the opportunity to make a sneak attack, Zhang Ling had already been prepared. When he rushed up, he mercilessly struck at Fang Haiding's neck.
Seeing Song Qingtian take action, Zhang Ling consciously sheathed his sword.
Song Qingtian turned back to look at Zhang Ling and said with a smile: "He is quite thoughtful."
No! Zhang Ling felt in his heart that his eyes were not named for nothing.
Afterwards, Song Qingtian stretched out a hand towards Fang Haiding, as if the heavens were pouring together, unable to move, and his heart was infinitely depressed. It was impossible to escape, so he had to kneel down and beg for mercy, saying at the top of his lungs: "Please spare my life, King of Swordsmen!" "
Song Qingtian sneered: "You still know how to beg for mercy, which means you are not crazy yet. Since the sneak attack just now was not unconscious, then you deserve to die even more."
The old man, known as the King of Swordsmen, did not need to use his sword. He raised his hands slightly upwards, and the next moment he placed his hands on Fang Hai's eyebrows, which was enough to kill him instantly.
But as soon as Song Qingtian raised his hand, an old man in robes rushed out from among the officials lined with carved railings. Standing with Song Qingtian, the veritable grand master, he looked even more immortal. .
The old man lowered his head and said, "I would also like to ask the Sword King to spare his life. Fang Hai is determined to have a violent temper. It is actually caused by the secret book he has practiced, and he did not do it intentionally."
Song Qingtian looked at him with disdain and said, "Who are you?"
The old man immediately reported out of the house, and it was Shen Yunfeng, the master of Qifang Thatched Cottage.
Song Qingtian smiled: "The academy selection is in the palace. After he lost, he dared to commit murder openly, and he has killed people many times before. No matter what, I can kill him." Tell me, why did the dean let him go?"
Before Shen Yunfeng could think of a way to make up for it, Zhang Ling, who was standing behind Song Qingtian, suddenly jumped out and said with a smile: "Dean, since you are the one who attacked me, why don't you let me mediate?"
Song Qingtian looked at Zhang Ling's proud smile and probably didn't hold anything back, but he still let him handle it. Song Linjie, who was walking far away from Zhang Ling in the martial arts arena, knew exactly what this guy was going to do. The words were spoken in advance in Senior Brother Li's ears.
This statement also made him laugh out loud.
Zhang Ling suddenly pretended to be grand and said righteously: "Lord Shen Lu, peace is the most precious thing. If you can't help it, don't kill. This is Zhang's code of conduct. Since you want to protect him, you can't rely on it." Open your mouth and talk nonsense, right?"
Shen Yunfeng obviously understood the meaning of Zhang Ling's words and said along the way: "I wonder how the little brother can compensate?"
Zhang Ling was instantly happy, but still suppressed his smile: "Not much, eighty thousand taels..."
Shen Yunfeng immediately agreed that he could no longer improve his martial arts and had to stop at the Nascent Realm. But it was not because of lack of talent. In fact, after he became successful in cultivation, he found that the secrets he had learned were flawed, so he originally wanted to let this only outstanding disciple go to the academy. Bringing him some secrets back, but now it seems that it is no longer possible, but after all, he is still a fourth grade, and he is not old, and he will still have some achievements in the future, so although 80,000 taels is a lot, he Qifang Thatched Cottage can still get it come out.
But as soon as Shen Yunfeng finished agreeing, Zhang Ling added: "Gold, eighty thousand taels of gold. I'm sorry, my family was poor when I was young, so I got into the habit of amassing money."
Shen Yunfeng's expression changed instantly. After Qifang Thatched Cottage surrendered to the imperial court, he became a guest of Lu Hongyan, the Minister of Civil Affairs. He originally wanted to go to the Ministry of War, but they didn't like him at all, and he couldn't figure it out. After all, he was a first-class person. When it comes to you, The imperial court still has to be picky, but even the minister can't give him that much money, and the secrets are not on the table. He said: "It's impossible, I can't afford that much money."
Zhang Ling sighed hypocritically: "Oh, that's such a pity. You finally managed to get a good seedling, and you have to explain it here today."
